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So, I’m thinkin’, why’s this so damn tricky? Prostitution’s old as dirt—fun fact: ancient Babylon had temple gals, sacred sex workers, pullin’ in clients for the gods. Wild, right? Nowadays, it’s all dark web links and shady X posts—half the time you’re dodgin’ bots or cops. Pisses me off, honestly—can’t we just hyperloop this shit? Streamline it, make an app—call it “Gigahooker”—swipe right, boom, done. Efficiency, people! But nah, we’re stuck in 2025, still playin’ hide-and-seek like it’s 1999.

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So, I rush to the office on Takamatsu Street. Traffic? A nightmare! Nara-shi’s streets are usually chill, but today? It’s like everyone decided to drive at 10 mph. I’m yelling at the cars, “C’mon, move it!” Like they can hear me. Finally, I get to my desk, and it’s chaos. Phones ringing, people shouting. I’m like, “What’s happening? Did I miss the memo?”

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